Phantasm

Description

What is reality?

What is a dream?

What I see, feel and hear,

are they only false thoughts in my mind?

Or is it..

Something true and real?

Foreword

Under the radiant gleam of the aesthetic moonlight,

Lying and looking up at the stars that shine so bright.

Cold breeze that sent shivers starts in the strike of midnight,

Closing my eyes, I hear a soft whisper in this dark, cold night.

 

The silence was terrifyingly deafening,

And all I hear is the sound of my chest pounding.

Looking around I saw silhouttes that are lurking,

Lost my will, I entered the abyss without knowing.

 

Fell in nothingness but an endless horror,

Trapped and stuck within a caliginous mirror.

Lost my entity, my hope, my soul,

Emptiness filled me like a lost, despondent ghoul.

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